video. (seelie court only) | a vision.

[rube]

[ben is nervous, but not because he's about to share another vision, but because of what he knows is about to come. he's not entirely sure if it's all relative, but he'd been hoping it wouldn't happen so soon. the winter had been a harsh one. for a lot of people, this may be the first time they've seen, let alone spoken to, ben in a long time.

he finally speaks, his voice even but urgent. he seems to finally be ready to speak of his vision.]

It might be too late to change anythin', but I saw somethin' over the winter. It's hard to describe if you haven't seen it, but it's all important, even if it ain't gonna happen right away.

[he lets out a sigh, rubbing his temples,]

Black line in the horizon, only gettin' bigger. Far as I know, it's the Void-- that ain't news. It's comin'. There was-- there was a head, no body, and arrows hittin' the beach. There was some kinda noise there, too. Damn loud, if you ask me. Then the birds came, bigger than anythin' I've seen before, grabbin' at snakes as big as them.

[he pauses; he doesn't look thrilled at what he's about to say.]

The Shuck was eatin' the White Hart. [he licks his lips, gaze hardening,] Whatever's out there, we got to prepare ourselves.

[the feed ends.]

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[psalmed]

Are you an oracle?

[There are stranger things, after all, in this place. Her voice is quiet, gentle, because he looks...almost wounded.]

Are you ill, monsieur?

[rube]

Nah. Wouldn't say that. [but her second question, has him pause-- he hasn't been sick a day in his life.] I'm alright, thanks.

[psalmed]

Good.

[He just looks so...worn. That's rude to say, though, isn't it?]

What would you say you are?

[rube]

[he doesn't answer, not immediately. in truth, he'd rather not have it all out in the open, only a few people know what he is and what he can do and most of the time, it's so messed up it's hard to find the details about him.]

Just somebody tryin' to help out. You wanna keep talkin' about me or about what's happenin? 'Cause I'll tell you right now that ain't goin' away.

[psalmed]

Forgive me. I only like to know the source of the information.

[And if it is credible or if he is insane. Then again it is so difficult to tell around here.]

What do you see?

[rube]

Enough. You really wanna have a conversation about this now? Damn sure there are more important things goin' on right now.

[like how the end of the world is now entirely possible, as far as he's concerned.]

[psalmed]

I do. But if you do not that is your prescient.

[And maybe she can find information from someone else.]

I will pray that your sight might be eased then, monsieur.